The actor's petite little crying bag is fried again

Xi Huaizhen's light-colored eyes paused for a moment on the white and round eyes, and the hand holding the cotton swab slightly trembled.

He took a light breath, stabilized his mind, bent down and began to take the medicine without squinting.

The slightly cold potion was applied to the back of his head, Fu Xiuzhu's body couldn't help trembling slightly, his little head was buried in the pillow, he didn't dare to move at all, and he didn't dare to open his eyes.

A feeling of shame and sweetness welled up in my heart.

The master was willing to personally administer medicine for him, which he never dared to think of before.

At this moment, he had to admit that the so-called God of Eros system was quite reliable, because in this way, his relationship with his master was further improved.

"Spread your legs."

Behind him came a man's slightly hoarse voice.

Fu Xiuzhu paused, why?

In the next second, the big hand that landed on the ankle told him how to open it.

The man held his ankle and spread his legs apart a little.

Fu Xiuzhu: "..."

Instantly cooked.

After taking the good medicine, Xi Huaizhen didn't show it on the face, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. For the first time, he felt that taking the medicine was not easy.

After packing up the cotton swabs and the potion one by one, he turned his back to him, "The potion is not dry yet, you lie down for a while." He said and strode out of the bedroom.

If Fu Xiuzhu turned his head at this time, he would be able to find the tall man's back, which seemed to be running away.

There was no other person's breath in the room, and it suddenly fell silent.

Thinking about the little things that happened in the past few days, Fu Xiuzhu faintly felt unreal.

Everything is like a dream.

Think back to when he was in Xiandao, he hadn’t yet transformed into a human form, and he could only watch his master come in and out every day, and it became a luxury to even have a conversation with him, let alone do something else.

Now he not only talked to his master, but also did what he should and shouldn't do.

Although the process is very embarrassing, the end result is good.

Maybe it was because he was too tired during the day, or maybe it was because the faint sandalwood lingering in his nose was too reassuring, Fu Xiuzhu fell asleep drowsily after thinking about it.

In a trance, he also had a dream.

I dreamed that the man walked in lightly, not only helped him cover the quilt, but also leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"Thank you master, the master is so kind..." he murmured with the corner of his mouth curled up.

Xi Huaizhen paused, looking at the sleeping man, his heart became softer, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a gentle curve.

——Although I don’t know what bond you and I had in the past, but thank you for coming to my side in this life.

In the early morning, the soft sunlight shone through the gaps in the floor-to-ceiling curtains and shone on the little face that was still sleeping soundly on the bed. It seemed that it was startled by the light, and the long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Ding dong... ding dong..."

"Ding dong... ding dong..."

At this time, the doorbell rang like a hypnotic sound.

Fu Xiuzhu frowned, the bed under him was soft and comfortable to lie on, he grabbed the quilt and covered his head, intending to continue sleeping.

However, the faint sandalwood lingering in his nose made him froze for a second.

He opened his eyes suddenly, but didn't dare to lift the quilt for a long time.

This...is not his bed!

At this moment, the memories of last night flooded in like a flood.

Last night, the master helped him to apply the medicine, and then... he, he, he fell asleep directly on the master's bed? ? ?

the master...

He tightened the quilt in his hand, and slowly poked his head out like a thief.

call……

I can't say whether it's disappointment or happiness, but he is alone on the bed.

He hurriedly crawled out of the bed, only to feel the coolness underneath, and looked down.

Suddenly the body froze again.

He, unexpectedly, did not, wear, pants, pants! !

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that he slept on the master's bed without wearing pants!

Think about how he was still wrapping his legs around the master's quilt just now...

His cheeks began to turn red little by little, and finally quickly spread to the base of his neck.

He... what did he do?

He actually...

The system didn't take it seriously: "Tsk, didn't you just sleep all night wrapped around his quilt? You didn't sleep all night wrapped around his body, you are too restless!"

Fu Xiuzhu paused, and the image of himself wrapping his legs around a man appeared in his mind involuntarily...

"..."

His face quickly turned red again, "You...you shut up!"

"It's all your fault. If it wasn't for your bad idea to prevent me from casting spells to heal my wounds, how could I..."

The system interrupted him coolly: "If I were you, I wouldn't be chattering so much nonsense here, and I would hurry back to my den before he comes in."

Fu Xiuzhu: "..."

Although what the other party said was very annoying, it was not unreasonable.

He jumped out of the bed, grabbed the pants that were folded and placed on the bedside table, and hurriedly put them on.

Before he had time to tidy up carefully, he grabbed the doorknob with a stride.

"click..."

Door open.

However, before he raised his foot, he met one, two, three or four pairs of eyes in the hall.

Fu Xiuzhu couldn't help swallowing, one, two, three or four pairs of eyes, except for his own master, he didn't recognize any of them.

Inexplicably, a strong sense of guilt suddenly surged into his heart, and like a frightened kitten, he quickly stepped back and closed the door with a "bang".

One, two, three, four pairs of eyes in the hall: "...?"

system:"……"

Annoyed: "What are you doing?"

Fu Xiuzhu was clutching his heart and letting out a long breath, he was taken aback when he heard this, yes, what is he doing?Why did he back away and close the door with a guilty face?

system:"……"

In the living room, Xi Huaizhen looked at the person who retreated into the room like a frightened bird, and the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch.

Crying Bao Jing is quite cute.

Thinking of this, he ignored one, two or three pairs of curious eyes on the opposite side, stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

The moment he raised his hand to knock on the door, he paused.

It seems that he hasn't called Crying Bao Jing's name yet?

The crying Baojing's name is... Fu Xiuzhu.

"Knock knock knock..."

The sudden knock on the door startled Fu Xiuzhu, who was struggling with a small face and didn't know what to do.

His dark eyes stared at the door, as if he was facing an enemy, he turned around anxiously: "What should I do? What should I say if the master asks me why I retreated into the room again later?"

"Are those outside his friends? Seeing me go out of the master's room, will they speculate about my relationship with the master? The master is now a big star. If it spreads, will it be against him? ?”

He was so panicked at this moment that he had completely forgotten that the man had introduced to Song Qingfang that the two of them were "a relationship between Taoist couples".

"Knock knock knock..."

Perhaps seeing that he didn't open the door for a long time, someone outside knocked on the door again, and the next second, the man's deep voice came in:

"Xiao Zhu, open the door..."